The happy and deep end..

Sunday morning,a wide open window,
the sun beams painted accross the walls,
they fall on my face and I awake,
shaken by its power,
comforted in the silence of the hour.

I couldnt tell when I fell asleep..
the screaming was on 
till late last night,
and mamma was even sobbing at one point,
as she always does when dad n mom fight.

Life changed when I grew older,
I was 4 when the fighting started,
two years past,
I didnt think the fighting would last.

They used to say I was the reason
why they were happy,
now that they are sad,they quarrel,
should I take it..that it is I who is the cause,
for their marital wars?

Maybe I should go where grandma went..
dad said now that she was almost dead,
he was happy...
that was the simple answer,no worry,
I shall try and be 'dead' in a hurry!!

I asked everyone I knew,
where I'd find the road to dead,
some laughed,some shocked,
yet no one answered my query,
leaving me weary.

And then a stroke of luck,
my swimming teacher broke the ice,
and announced unwarranted,
that anyone who went to the deep side,
would find herself dead.

When evryone was busy with games,
I slipped into the pool,
and swam as far into the deep,
knowing how happy it will make,
my parents..so swam as far as,
my little feet could take.

It became difficult to keep,
myself out of submersion,
and tried to attract attention,
but all I did,was fall in deep,
and started to weep.

I tried to shout,
but my mouth,
oh the water,
it..fills...mouth...cant...shout..
my parents see...scream..
they act as if...in a bad dream..
but i am nearly..dead..
and then suddenly the mist clears,
and I fly out of the pool,
and am in the midst of my parents,
and all my friends from school,
but they point at me,through me,
and weep..but i was at the deep,
i was in 'dead'...and i turn to see,
a body floating in the pool,
It was me.